Vaughn Arthur "Dutch" Johnson peacefully left for his eternal home on September 15, 2019.
The son of Mark and Floy Johnson, Dutch was born on Christmas Day, 1919, along with his twin sister Vera.
He married his high school sweetheart, Marilyn Burt, on April 5, 1942 at Perry Methodist Church.
He served with the U.S. Army in Europe during World War II. After the war, he raised his family in Perry. He shared his many talents with the community, church, family, and friends, and he found the time to build four houses. He was a true "Mr. Fix It."
Dutch and Marilyn received a resolution from the Perry Township Board of Trustees honoring their outstanding contributions to the Perry Community.
He was preceded in death by his wife of 76 years, Marilyn; his parents, brothers Dale and Victor, and sisters Vera, Lois, and Dolly.
Dutch is survived by sons Denny (Marie Shook) Johnson and Don (Cathie) Johnson; grandchildren Brenda (Andy) Pierce, Russ (Tina) Johnson, Adam (Tonya) Johnson and Marcie (Rob) Kress; great-grandchildren Jeramy (Mandy Drake), Jessica (Andrew), Christopher (Nikki), David, Lane, Grant, Tessa, Decker, Brynn, Anthony, and Dylan; great great-grandchildren Lauren, LaKota, Logan, Ashlee, Athena, Carson, and Kinsley; brothers Ben (Sara) and Charlie (Nancy); sisters Neva and Jessie; special friends Linda and Judy; and many nieces and nephews.
We will miss his gentleness, his humor, his blue eyes, and his gold-tooth smile.
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Come sit beside me
That'll do for now
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
Come speak my name
Fill my head with oh such foolish dreams
My flesh and blood is no more real to me
Than what it seems
My love for you is burning
Like a spark along a fuse
I feel your mark upon me now
As surely as the hand that leaves a bruise
Life is for the living
And life comes hard for some
While the rest of us with flesh and blood
Make it hard all on our own
All I ever wanted
Was the freedom to refuse
Or something of my own to love enough
To hate to lose
The fever in my brain
Is leaving smoke behind my eyes
When the part of me that wants to change
Fights the part of me that tries
Now you see a golden light
Because I've turned the gold light on
= Joe Henry =
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The son of Mark and Floy Johnson, Dutch was born on Christmas Day, 1919, along with his twin sister Vera.
He married his high school sweetheart, Marilyn Burt, on April 5, 1942 at Perry Methodist Church.
He served with the U.S. Army in Europe during World War II. After the war, he raised his family in Perry. He shared his many talents with the community, church, family, and friends, and he found the time to build four houses. He was a true "Mr. Fix It."
Dutch and Marilyn received a resolution from the Perry Township Board of Trustees honoring their outstanding contributions to the Perry Community.
He was preceded in death by his wife of 76 years, Marilyn; his parents, brothers Dale and Victor, and sisters Vera, Lois, and Dolly.
Dutch is survived by sons Denny (Marie Shook) Johnson and Don (Cathie) Johnson; grandchildren Brenda (Andy) Pierce, Russ (Tina) Johnson, Adam (Tonya) Johnson and Marcie (Rob) Kress; great-grandchildren Jeramy (Mandy Drake), Jessica (Andrew), Christopher (Nikki), David, Lane, Grant, Tessa, Decker, Brynn, Anthony, and Dylan; great great-grandchildren Lauren, LaKota, Logan, Ashlee, Athena, Carson, and Kinsley; brothers Ben (Sara) and Charlie (Nancy); sisters Neva and Jessie; special friends Linda and Judy; and many nieces and nephews.
We will miss his gentleness, his humor, his blue eyes, and his gold-tooth smile.
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Come sit beside me
That'll do for now
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
Come speak my name
Fill my head with oh such foolish dreams
My flesh and blood is no more real to me
Than what it seems
My love for you is burning
Like a spark along a fuse
I feel your mark upon me now
As surely as the hand that leaves a bruise
Life is for the living
And life comes hard for some
While the rest of us with flesh and blood
Make it hard all on our own
All I ever wanted
Was the freedom to refuse
Or something of my own to love enough
To hate to lose
The fever in my brain
Is leaving smoke behind my eyes
When the part of me that wants to change
Fights the part of me that tries
Now you see a golden light
Because I've turned the gold light on
= Joe Henry =
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Vaughn Arthur "Dutch" Johnson peacefully left for his eternal home on September 15, 2019.
The son of Mark and Floy Johnson, Dutch was born on Christmas Day, 1919, along with his twin sister Vera.
He married his high school sweetheart, Marilyn Burt, on April 5, 1942 at Perry Methodist Church.
He served with the U.S. Army in Europe during World War II. After the war, he raised his family in Perry. He shared his many talents with the community, church, family, and friends, and he found the time to build four houses. He was a true "Mr. Fix It."
Dutch and Marilyn received a resolution from the Perry Township Board of Trustees honoring their outstanding contributions to the Perry Community.
He was preceded in death by his wife of 76 years, Marilyn; his parents, brothers Dale and Victor, and sisters Vera, Lois, and Dolly.
Dutch is survived by sons Denny (Marie Shook) Johnson and Don (Cathie) Johnson; grandchildren Brenda (Andy) Pierce, Russ (Tina) Johnson, Adam (Tonya) Johnson and Marcie (Rob) Kress; great-grandchildren Jeramy (Mandy Drake), Jessica (Andrew), Christopher (Nikki), David, Lane, Grant, Tessa, Decker, Brynn, Anthony, and Dylan; great great-grandchildren Lauren, LaKota, Logan, Ashlee, Athena, Carson, and Kinsley; brothers Ben (Sara) and Charlie (Nancy); sisters Neva and Jessie; special friends Linda and Judy; and many nieces and nephews.
We will miss his gentleness, his humor, his blue eyes, and his gold-tooth smile.
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Come sit beside me
That'll do for now
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
Come speak my name
Fill my head with oh such foolish dreams
My flesh and blood is no more real to me
Than what it seems
My love for you is burning
Like a spark along a fuse
I feel your mark upon me now
As surely as the hand that leaves a bruise
Life is for the living
And life comes hard for some
While the rest of us with flesh and blood
Make it hard all on our own
All I ever wanted
Was the freedom to refuse
Or something of my own to love enough
To hate to lose
The fever in my brain
Is leaving smoke behind my eyes
When the part of me that wants to change
Fights the part of me that tries
Now you see a golden light
Because I've turned the gold light on
= Joe Henry =
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The son of Mark and Floy Johnson, Dutch was born on Christmas Day, 1919, along with his twin sister Vera.
He married his high school sweetheart, Marilyn Burt, on April 5, 1942 at Perry Methodist Church.
He served with the U.S. Army in Europe during World War II. After the war, he raised his family in Perry. He shared his many talents with the community, church, family, and friends, and he found the time to build four houses. He was a true "Mr. Fix It."
Dutch and Marilyn received a resolution from the Perry Township Board of Trustees honoring their outstanding contributions to the Perry Community.
He was preceded in death by his wife of 76 years, Marilyn; his parents, brothers Dale and Victor, and sisters Vera, Lois, and Dolly.
Dutch is survived by sons Denny (Marie Shook) Johnson and Don (Cathie) Johnson; grandchildren Brenda (Andy) Pierce, Russ (Tina) Johnson, Adam (Tonya) Johnson and Marcie (Rob) Kress; great-grandchildren Jeramy (Mandy Drake), Jessica (Andrew), Christopher (Nikki), David, Lane, Grant, Tessa, Decker, Brynn, Anthony, and Dylan; great great-grandchildren Lauren, LaKota, Logan, Ashlee, Athena, Carson, and Kinsley; brothers Ben (Sara) and Charlie (Nancy); sisters Neva and Jessie; special friends Linda and Judy; and many nieces and nephews.
We will miss his gentleness, his humor, his blue eyes, and his gold-tooth smile.
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Come sit beside me
That'll do for now
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
Come speak my name
Fill my head with oh such foolish dreams
My flesh and blood is no more real to me
Than what it seems
My love for you is burning
Like a spark along a fuse
I feel your mark upon me now
As surely as the hand that leaves a bruise
Life is for the living
And life comes hard for some
While the rest of us with flesh and blood
Make it hard all on our own
All I ever wanted
Was the freedom to refuse
Or something of my own to love enough
To hate to lose
The fever in my brain
Is leaving smoke behind my eyes
When the part of me that wants to change
Fights the part of me that tries
Now you see a golden light
Because I've turned the gold light on
= Joe Henry =
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